"Where is your little creature?" Nazarchtharin asks, as the party enters the library proper. "Copper is otherwise engaged." Inric can't help smiling. Behind, Ylva catches up to Ffion. "Hello!" she says in Eldarin. "H- hello?" Ffion replies in the same language. "I am Ylva." She places her hand on her chest to help. "My name is Ffion," and Ffion points to herself. Her Eldarin is slow and careful, and has traces of a draconic accent. Inric eyes the grinning dragon. "You have taught Ffion Eldarin?" he asks, sticking to draconic. "Of course! They're going to copy your books for me!"